You might be able to — this very moment — sing a song you haven’t sung for twenty years.

Or sit at the piano — without any sheet music — and play a song you haven’t played since you were quite young.

Or pick up a pencil and capture what your eye sees … not having done so for a long time.

That’s the thing about our creative spirit: it remains within us. Even when we don’t attend to it, it lives just below the surface, ready to be reactivated. Fully alive.

And the reconnection costs us nothing. There is no feeling of foolishness or regret. It’s like welcoming home an old friend, picking up where the two of you left off.

You both will have changed — you and your creativity — but the magic between the two of you is fresh as ever, regardless of where you’ve journeyed.